Rise of Rurik

Did the blue fox really become a warrior for Odin? how is this possible……

This man's greatest belief is interests, which can be his own wealth and interests, or the long-term interests of his family. He stayed at Hazelby deliberately, dressed like a soldier who looked at death, still for the benefit of the family.

The continuous rain disrupted his plans, and now he can only continue to hold on to wait for the storm to end and the waves to subside.

The wet Rus flag that has been flying in the rain is the biggest mockery of the Danes. Although the muddy and cold world makes the Danish army unable to attack, for all reasons, they will continue the confrontation.

Everyone knows that as long as the wind and rain are over, the war will start again.

Those men who were shivering in the rain only held on to the dream of making a fortune, and now this dream has been the strength to support them to continue fighting.

Inevitably, however, the disease began to erode the peasants who had been forcibly drafted into war.

Danish tribal warriors will endure all kinds of disadvantages and insist on fighting for the dual honor of the tribe and the individual. But I saw these peasant warriors. They were not affiliated with a certain Danish tribe. Some Saxon peasants who fled from the south were not Danes.

The gloomy rain continued to erode their will to fight, and also began to obliterate some of the weak.

On such a cloudy and rainy day, even strong men may die from untimely continuous hypothermia. The best cold protection was taken away by Stade and his personal soldiers, and even the horses were well taken care of. The second is the so-called army of various bandits, and they have obtained rags to fight the cold. When it comes to this group of peasant warriors, they couldn't get anything to keep out the cold, and some people began to find that when the cold morning reappeared, frozen dead bodies began to appear in the camp.

The new battle has not yet begun, and his camp has begun to carry corpses, and the number is still quite large.

The dead were frozen to death without effective food supplies, and the living farmer warriors were in poor condition.

No one persuaded Stad to continue tactical contraction for the sake of the overall situation. The so-called list of supplementary supplies was just for the overall situation. The fortress displays its presence.

Stad and his personal soldiers lived in the Frankish territory for a long time and retreated some bandits. Their battles were more disciplined and logistics. They had enough dry food to eat for themselves in this expedition.

The bandits and their people, relying on the skills of the local people, have a material warehouse in Haizebi City, and a batch of dried fish brothers can enjoy it.

It was really hard for the farmers. They were never mentally prepared to besiege the enemy. At the beginning, they were promised gold and silver to snatch the battle quickly, so they brought a small amount of dry food and carried farm implements to go out to the expedition.

Many people think that they are being forced to fight, and they become extremely voluntary when they want to open, and now everyone just wants to take advantage of the neglect of the guards and run away.

There were indeed peasant warriors who fled in the chaos, but how many were there?

The dry food has been eaten, and a group of "hungry wolves" began to forage in the city. Under the double blow of hunger and cold, they may not dare to storm the Rus, but they dare to launch a storm on the mansions of some big businessmen.

Although Stade promised not to act against the merchants who offered advice, and a group of hungry farmers looted in order to survive, he also lacked the subjective will to curb it.

The hungry farmer robbed the merchant's mansion, and the mercenaries guarding the mansion immediately gave up their resistance and ran away when they saw the situation.

The "big smart" who had transferred Stad, his mansion was also robbed,

However, he himself has taken the most important property, leading his wives, concubines, children and a group of mercenaries out of the city to take refuge in a carriage, and the mansion in the city has no valuables.

The looting eased the morale of the hungry peasants, who were about to collapse, and they got some sackcloth and damp wheat, and many of the hungry even gnawed at the oats like cattle and horses.

These things that the farmers did, Stade subjectively didn't want to control, and actually couldn't control them. His personal soldiers are naturally very loyal, and they are all old brothers who can trust each other for many years. What he wants to unite most is the group of bandit troops who are obviously not very reliable. After all, the bandits are corrupt, and they are more reliable than the group of peasants who are temporarily brought in.

"Damn rain made me so miserable! Russ, did you make up your mind to die? Do you also freeze to death a lot in the rain?"

Stad didn't know about the situation of the Rus people, but he learned that as many as fifty people died from hypothermia in his camp, and the supplies looted by the farmers could not completely stop the predicament from continuing until the rain passed.

The rainfall process actually lasted as long as five days, which was really a long rainy day.

When the long-lost sunshine once again shone on the rotten and damp earth, and the loach-like warriors got out of their hiding places, they knew that the resumption of the war was not far away.

Stad reorganized his army again, and in spite of bad expectations, he was surprised that only a thousand armed men stood up.

In addition to a group of fugitives, there have been hundreds of non-combat deaths in the past week. The situation of the peasant soldiers was the worst. After staying in a very short and bad environment for a week, their faces lacked blood, and they swayed a little when they stood up. Many people also had a fever. Death is burning incense.

The peasant warriors who made up the number are no longer credible, but some of them still maintain a good spirit and are attracted by him. quilt

After several battles, the recruited peasant soldiers can always stand out from a small group of outstanding people. The landowners and high lords of the Flanders region have the right to recruit peasants to fight according to Frank's decree. Promoted as a servant, although the farmer is still a farmer, his social status will be improved, and he can even become a part-time worker overnight and become a professional bodyguard for the lord.

The world in Denmark is more cruel than that in Frank. This is a world where only the strong can survive, so Stad has no regrets for his own side who froze to death and starved to death.

The rain has stopped, and the whole world is still muddy, which is extremely detrimental to his secret weapon.

The north wind after the rain is still sharp, but people's bodies are no longer wet, and the predicament of hypothermia has been greatly alleviated.

The number of troops was severely reduced, and the morale of those who could continue to fight was lacking. Up to now, the legend about Jinshan and Yinshan has become extremely important.

Stad regrouped his army in the midst of the ruins, and facing a crowd of frowning men, he held his sword and proclaimed: "The sea is rough and the gods will not give the Rus a chance to escape with treasure! They have decided to fight with gold and silver to the end. , I want you to kill them, all the gold and silver are yours!"

This is the case, in fact, he really started to loot Stade, and he is expected to loot more because of his identity, but in the current predicament, he knows that he will draw a huge pie for his subordinates.

The sluggish morale was boosted, and now only the looting of money is the factor that keeps them fighting, and a group of sick seedlings also joined the cry, as if their patients had recovered.

Their boiling shouts made a lot of noise, they were venting their momentum to their opponents, and they were firmly noticed by the Rus.

Things haven't gotten too serious here at Ross's Shop Fortress.

The slightly sloppy wooden wall guardian clenched the hilt of the sword again, and someone jumped deep into the semi-dry ground and rushed into the room to report to the blue fox.

"My lord, the enemy is shouting, they are protesting against us."

"Yes! I heard it all!" Lanhu raised a serious face, continued to wear his chainmail, and muttered to himself, "A new battle is about to begin again."

The sea surging caused by the rain directly broke the retreat plan of the Rus. Of course, they could escape through the roadway, but just escaped. How to control the ship to sail on the raging waves?

The mercenaries were silent to each other, and they all wore uniform robes with the flag of Ross sewn to the clothes.

They returned to their respective posts and began to persevere, waiting for the battle of their own destiny.

Some mercenaries were praying to Odin, some were just staring into the distance, and some seemed to be fine.

For the future, Blue Fox's mind is blank. He doesn't really want to die in battle, so it's not appropriate to attack Faith Odin.

It would be great if there was such a god who could use his divine power to bless him that he would be safe in the end. What god would do such a thing?

He had a little thought of the reply he had given to that Esquille before, the old guy kept persuading him, now it's time to think about it...

However, Stad didn't give Blue Fox more time to think. The wet ground was drying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the mud was not serious anymore. The siege rusher transformed from the trolley and the wooden pile could be pushed smoothly by manpower.

Stad's army was screaming, clearly the last mobilization for the war. As the so-called principle of one go, for fear that the morale that was finally boosted would fall, Stad had no intention of procrastinating, and announced the start of the second round of attacks on the spot.

He rode his well-maintained high-headed horse, and with his small cavalry he became a standout.

He continued to wave his sword and shouted, "Everyone attack! Loot your gold and silver, and you'll all make a fortune! Now follow me!"

Stad really did what he said, and in front of everyone's eyes, he personally led the cavalry out of the ruins of the fire, appeared before the Ross store again, and appeared in front of the store guards.

"My lord, the villain has appeared, and their leader must be a horseman." Someone hinted that the blue fox guarding behind the wooden wall shot a cold arrow.

The blue fox showed his entire head, and squinted and grinned at it in the sun: "This distance is a bit far, can you hit it?"

The speaker then smiled: "If there is a torsion slingshot, you can snipe him."

"Your words are farts! Damn, if I had known this, I would have left a slingshot..."

The lack of heavy equipment would make the Roths' proud combat power plummet, but now they have no time to complain.

listen! It was the low and chilling roar of the horn!

The blue fox also clenched the hilt of the sword, the bow bearer's arrow rested on the hilt, and the crossbow was also wound.

An old mercenary thought of a trick: "Brothers are temporarily hiding, let the enemy advance boldly and let us shoot them." After the old mercenary appealed, most of them had instinctively ambushed.

On the other side of the battlefield, Stade, who was riding a horse, was angry when he saw the Ross flag that his opponent was flying.

Behind him are thousands of warriors who are eager to make a fortune. People dressed in different clothes walk out of the tortuous box, and various shields begin to build a shield wall. At the request of various gang bosses, they beat their shields one after another. In the loud noise they moved slowly, and gradually came to the front of the rider.

Behind them, the phantom of the siege chariot gradually appeared. The wheels rolled over the mud, and dozens of people pushed it gasping for breath. It is indeed a heavy tool, and it is its heaviness that hitting a wooden wall at low speed can still bring a lot of force.

Among the ragged crowd, the armored man guarding a large object looked extra chic.

The Ross mercenaries had seen the big world, and they realized that the strange thing was the so-called rushing car.

Everyone's heart tightened, but Blue Fox couldn't intuitively understand the specific use of the object, and just asked his subordinates very curiously: "What are those things that the armored guards are guarding? It's not always some kind of weapon?"

"It's a weapon!" The old mercenary changed his previous free and easy, and warned in horror: "That thing is extraordinary, they will push it to smash into our wall, and the wooden wall will be knocked down."

"Ah?! Not really!"

"My lord, Prince Rurik uses this weapon best. Unexpectedly... the Danes know it."

The blue fox was very speechless. He felt that the hard-to-break wooden wall had turned into a piece of cloth that could be easily pierced.

"What can be done to deal with it?"

Lanhu's question is exactly the question of everyone, and another old mercenary thought: "If we have enough oil, we can set the fire by pouring it hot, but..."

"Shut up!" Lanhu was emotionally excited: "We don't have any more oil at all."

Based on this dilemma, most of the old mercenaries have been relieved, and some even suggested to Blue Fox: "Once the wooden wall collapses, our brothers will fight with them."

"Am I going to join it too? I...will be killed."

Those mercenaries would not blame the gold master for his fear at all. Some suggested that the blue fox should take advantage of the tunnel to escape, while others shouted: "You just killed an enemy by accident, and Odin will not recognize you. We are different, we It is to fight for the prince of Ross, and after the death of the battle, the soul directly enters the Hall of Valhalla with glory."

Running away alone? Put it lightly. In the past, when encountering disasters, the blue fox would not hesitate to slip away, but now he hesitates. "At least I want to be sure that the fortress can't be held any longer before escaping."

The mercenaries will not surrender, they are either from Sweden or Finland, and even the newly recruited Slavs. The captured Swedes will be killed, the Finns and Slavs may not die, they are also slaves for life, after all, they are not killed in battle, and everyone is waiting for a tragic fate. Since it is impossible for the opponent to give everyone the possibility of surviving, the brothers are united as never before.

Will Stad really give the Russ a chance to live?

He has already issued the order to kill, wielding the steel sword with a big hand, and the order of the total attack regardless of primary or secondary has been issued.

Compared with the gangster's chaotic charging and slashing tactics, which only rely on brute force and numerical superiority to win, Stad has done a little more refined on the basis of this major premise.

The number of foot archers in the regular Frankish army is very low. Most of the time, the archers are just recruited forest hunters. The key to victory is brute force. The situation here in Stade is even worse. Among the more than 1,000 combat soldiers, only fifty bows were gathered, and fifty people were randomly selected to draw the bows.

Anything is better than nothing. These archers walked out of the shield wall array first, and each took ten arrows and threw them at the Rus. Many people can only shoot roughly at a target, and there are very few true precision shooters. As for how many great results can be brought about by projectiles, it is unknown.